Thanks to Hilary

Hilary, the telling of the Taliesin story reminded me of poem I love. So, in thanks to you for sharing all those lovely myths and legends, here it is. hugs to you, my friend:) Agnes

The Wife of Llew

And Gwydion said to Math, when it was Spring:“Come now and let us make a wife for Llew.”And so they broke broad boughs yet moist with dew,And in a shadow made a magic ring:They took the violet and the meadow-sweetTo form her pretty face, and for her feetThey built a mound of daisies on a wing,And for her voice they made a linnet singIn the wide poppy blowing for her mouth.And over all they chanted twenty hours.And Llew came singing from the azure southAnd bore away his wife of birds and flowers.